Crossing The Line

There's this road I walk where my world seems small
And I'm left with nothing to say.
All the clouds are grey and the trees the same
And the light seems so far away.

I don't care who's there, my head's lost in air
And I walk with no one to share.
While things seem so dark I can't seem to start
So I fall right flat on my face.

Ooh, ooh.

I want you to know I'm crossing the line,
And I'm sinking, I'm sinking.
I want you to know I'm crossing the line,
And I'm sinking, I'm sinking
Down, down.

There's this cell I dwell where the walls are tall,
And the door is so very small.
On the ground I sit with my head hung low,
And my legs tucked close to my chest.

Ooh, ooh.

I want you to know I'm crossing the line,
And I'm sinking, I'm sinking.
I want you to know I'm crossing the line,
And I'm sinking, I'm sinking
Down, down.

Yeah yeah yeah yeah.